THE APOSTATE




The mind shivers in the grip of the dark
A man driven by the ancient lust
I taste the pleasures of the innocent
Let the children come to me
My body twitches in the rush
Demon dancing in the broken shell of madness
gaze deep in the abyss of my faith divine
forgive me father, she breathes no more

Whipping your back
the hands of the devil
souls of black
souls of evil

Satan was there
Watching my joy
I was the god that baptised you
This is the curse of blood

Bleeding like a pig
Mercy of god in the fist of the sadist
overdose
of dismal thoughts in a dismal mind
I watch her skin break
Before and after death she's perfect
I have become a god myself
And for my glory you shall sacrifice

Whipping your back
the hands of the devil
(the hands of satan)
souls of black
souls of evil

Let the children come to me
Please the holy one
Let the children come to me
Please the only god

No gods but me
No demons but me
None above me
Your flesh keeps me alive

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